Chapter 33: Wisdom Fight

"This guy is too strong!"

In the stands, Kobayashi exclaimed in a low voice.

His mind replayed what Sawamura had just done, as if he had been in a movie.

Before the ball was hit, he ran straight forward, caught up at the moment when the baseball was bounced by the bunt, and then covered the ball with his glove and threw it to the catcher.

The whole movement, as if it had been practiced thousands of times, was clean and neat, without the slightest flaw.

Its own speed and agility of the body are almost impossible to complete.

Eijun Sawamura, who is he?

Da Lin was also delighted to see, especially seeing Xiao Lin stunned beside him, he was extremely satisfied: "How is it? You are also attracted to him."

With his own super strength, with a group of teammates with average strength, he will challenge the king.

This generally only occurs in comics. Unexpectedly, they were fortunate enough to witness it in the real world. It feels like Sawamura is even more attractive than the protagonists in those manga stories.

Dalin has decided to become a fan of this teenage boy younger than him.

It was such an ordinary otaku, whose ordinary thoughts could no longer be ordinary, but created Sawamura's first fan group.

'Brotherhood of the Heartless'!

Of course, this is another story, let's not talk about it for the time being, just talk about the game.

The layman watches the fun, the layman watches the doorway.

The audience sees Sawamura as strong, mainly because of his speed and defensive skills, these superficial things.

The coach of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School, Fengxiang Ryuyi, was different. What he saw was something deeper.

Sawamura's ability to read the game, judgement and execution.

Immediately after pitching, run forward without any hesitation. This is because Sawamura has determined this goal, and Nagano Metropolis will use forced scoring. If in this process, he has a slight hesitation, it is impossible for him to stop this point.

"This guy really has a set."

Fengxiang Longyi had to re-evaluate Sawamura's strength. At this time, even he faintly felt that he was ahead by two points, which was not enough insurance. He had to take advantage of the current favorable situation to score another point.

Because Feng Xiangao chose to touch the home plate, they didn't have time to stop Marian from the first base.

Now it's one out, and there are people at first and second base.

The original hitter, Mari, went to first base. Tuhara on first base went to second base.

In this case, the Nagano Metropolitan batters had their sixth turn.

Fengxiang Longyi, who had been slouching and slumped on the lounge chair, stood up and made his first coaching decision.

"Substitution!"

Nagano Metropolitan High School replaced their sixth bat and hit the field.

On the mound, Sawamura understood.

This is Nagano Metropolitan finally unable to hold back, to move the real thing. His defense just now clearly touched the sensitive nerves of Nagano Tori, which awakened the sleeping lion and began to face the game.

"It's just a bunch of little brats, and they are too troublesome."

Sawamura complained in his heart, and now even he feels that the game is struggling. After all, all he has now is the complete experience of the previous life and a fairly good straight ball and ball control. Based on these alone, it is still very reluctant to deal with a school like Nagano Metropolis where all the members are from junior clubs.

But no matter how hard it is, the game has to continue.

Facing an opponent without any information, Sawamura threw a standard straight ball for the first pitch.

"Ping!"

The baseball was hit, and the hitter ran to first base like a madman.

He was playing a standard bunt and running fast. It seems that he should be the same as the third club of Nagano Metropolitan High School, and belong to the speed type player.

Although the ball was a bunt, it didn't go to third base, and it seemed that the player's bunt skills were far inferior to their three-batter.

Oda stepped forward to catch the ball, and Sawamura ran to first base to fill up, and finally managed to block the opponent's stolen base and put him out.

Although the batter was out, Mari on first base and Tuhara on second base each advanced one base.

Two outs, someone on second and third base.

At this time, it was the turn of Nagano Metropolitan High School's seventh club, and at this time, Fengxiang Longyi made another substitution. He replaced Tsuchihara at third base for a runner.

And Nagano Metropolitan's seventh stick, in Sawamura's impression, is also good at bunts.

"This is going to be a bunt, to the end!"

The audience saw the difference, and they clearly realized that Nagano was determined to score another point.

One point, just one point.

3:0, enough to completely overwhelm Akagi Middle School.

In the cowshed of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School, Fengxiang Longyi looked at Sawamura with interest, what do you want to do?

On the pitcher mound, Sawamura's face was cold.

The heavy pressure, like a huge ocean wave, pressed on Sawamura in waves. Despite Sawamura's experience and psychological quality, this pressure is really not worth mentioning. But he could still clearly feel the opponent's intention and determination to score a point.

If the seventh batter of Nagano Metropolitan High School succeeds in the bunt and hits the direction of third base, they have at least a half chance of winning another point.

half chance

Sawamura thought, throwing his first ball, this ball is amazingly fast, even if Nagano Metropolitan High School's seventh club, put out a bunt without touching the ball.

"Snapped!"

"nice shot!"

After a good shot, Fengxiang Longyi stood up and passed the ball back to Sawamura.

When he stood up and gestured for a pass back, in the bullpen of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School, Fengxiang Longyi's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and he gave a secret signal to the court.

The runner who had just replaced Tsuchihara quickly left the third base bag and rushed to home plate.

He ran away, and Feng Xiang, who was focusing all his attention on Sawamura at this time, paid no attention at all, and passed the ball to Sawamura step by step.

By the time he shot the ball, Nagano Toritsu's runner had already run seven or eight meters, only twenty meters away from home plate.

"Be careful!"

It wasn't until here that the exclamations of the audience reached Feng Xiang's ears, and he looked at the runners who were less than ten meters away from him in disbelief.

Why is the runner at third base there?

At this point the ball has not yet reached Sawamura's glove.

In the bullpen of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School, Coach Fengxiang Longyi was enjoying his masterpiece in his spare time.

No matter how cunning you are, it is absolutely impossible to imagine that we will do this.

The most interesting thing is that even if you think about it, it is too late to stop it.

"That's the gap between us."

On the pitcher's mound, Sawamura's expression remained unchanged.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the actions of the third base runner of Nagano Metropolitan Middle School. At this time, it was too late to catch the ball with his gloves, then take out the ball and pass it back to home plate.

The runner's speed was too fast, and Sawamura's own visual observation, he went from third base to home plate in only 3.3 to 3.4 seconds.

In addition to the rush run just now, he bought himself a fraction of a second.